Kenneth Osborne glanced at Lawrence Winters’ phone search for images.
What’s so handsome about him? He can’t even match half of me.
But seeing Lawrence Winters acting like a "little fan girl" chasing her star, his eyes flickered lightly. With a hint of indifference tinged with perfunctoriness, he nodded, "Hmm, he’s alright."
"Alright? You’re telling me he’s alright? Why don’t you..." Lawrence Winters almost jumped up.
Just then, the lights in the cinema came on, and she saw the slightly distant look on Kenneth Osborne’s indifferent face.
Gone was the warmth and attentiveness of the past, replaced by a slight sense of distance, reminiscent of the expression of the male supporting role in the movie who watched the lead actress dance with the lead actor.
Plus, Kenneth Osborne’s appearance was even more handsome and dashing than that supporting actor. Her next phrase, "look in the mirror," got stuck in her throat.
How could she possibly see a man in real life who is more handsome and dashing than a movie star?
The phrase "unparalleled beauty," indeed only Kenneth Osborne deserves it.
Lawrence Winters quickly admitted her mistake and corrected herself, saying, "Of course, Lucas Harlow’s looks are indeed the best, except for you, Brother Yuan."
"Actually, his face isn’t as good-looking as yours, Brother Yuan. It’s just that his aura really strikes me. Look at his desolate yet aloof look, it really makes one feel maternal instincts rush, wanting to pull him into a hug and ruffle his hair!"
Kenneth Osborne: "..."
He couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh, "Nora, you’re only nineteen, and you’re already becoming a ’mother fan.’ I really underestimated you."
"Huh? Brother Yuan, you know what a mother fan is too?" Lawrence Winters immediately digressed, trying to divert Kenneth Osborne’s attention.
"Should I thank you for not being Lucas-whatever’s girlfriend fan?" Kenneth Osborne retorted, scoffing, "Lucas Harlow... Don’t you think that name is both pretentious and cliché, even a bit sissy? -- You can tell it’s a fake name at first listen."
"Stage name! It must be a stage name!" Unconsciously, Lawrence Winters had already started defending her idol, the male supporting role.
"Even a stage name sounds terrible. I doubt he’ll ever get famous." Kenneth Osborne glanced at the search results on Lawrence Winters’ phone, "Look, even on the big screen, he gets less exposure than an eighteenth-tier internet celebrity."
Lawrence Winters clicked her tongue twice, "Brother Yuan, you’re kind of ruining the image I have of you in my heart..."
"I even have an image in your heart?" Kenneth Osborne stood up and walked out of the cinema, his back a bit aloof and desolate.
Lawrence Winters hurriedly chased after him, "Of course you do. I’ve grown up with you, Brother Yuan, and in my heart, you’ll always be the best and most handsome big brother next door!"
Kenneth Osborne paused his steps, held back and held back again, only refraining from turning back to make her open her eyes and take a good look at him.
Even though he was mentally prepared, he began to reflect on what he had done to give Lawrence Winters the illusion of him being just a "big brother next door!"
On the way back, Kenneth Osborne hardly spoke.
In March, the Capital City was still a bit cold in the evening.
The streetlights cast a warm yellow glow, guiding them back to the dormitory area through rows of sycamore trees.
It was nearly ten at night, and there were few pedestrians on campus.
But gradually, the closer they got to the dormitory area, the more people they encountered, and more people pointed and discussed them.
Especially towards Lawrence Winters, a few girls who brushed past them even spat at her openly.
Lawrence Winters: "..."
Feeling really exhausted.
She just watched a movie with Kenneth Osborne, and it was even one and a half months after the last incident blew over.
How could the students of Yan University have such good memories?
Even the trivial incidents between her and Kenneth Osborne were worth remembering until now?
With such good intelligence, why not use it for studying?
Even if we were to take a huge step back, even if she had something with Kenneth Osborne, they were both single and adults, so what’s wrong with that?
Although Lawrence Winters didn’t have romantic feelings for Kenneth Osborne and didn’t want to be a "trailblazer," even a mud person has some earthiness.
She wanted to be a quiet backdrop, not a shabby floor to be trampled on!
Lawrence Winters then lifted her head, glaring back at every girl who gave her a disdainful look.
She had always said before that when it comes to eye contests, she’s not afraid!
Moreover, her gaze was firm, her look sharp, her eyes extremely dark and bright, especially luminous under the night lights.
Those girls, after glancing at her, almost couldn’t withstand her gaze that seemed to have substance.
Finally, one girl faltered under the eye contact, and as she was passing by, muttered unwillingly, "...Never seen such an arrogant third wheel. — Digging at your own roommate’s corner and still feeling justified? What a joke!"
Lawrence Winters’ hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the girl’s arm, coldly saying, "Hey, classmate, clarify your words."
"Even though I don’t know you, I can’t let you slander my reputation. — Now tell me, what department are you in, and what’s your name? I want to go to your department to complain about you."
The girl panicked a little, struggled hard, but couldn’t break free from Lawrence Winters’ grip.
She couldn’t help but curse, "You did it and don’t allow people to talk? Look it up online yourself, see what you’re made of, still asking others?"
Lawrence Winters put on a stern face, "I don’t even know what I’ve supposedly done, so I have to ask about whatever rumors you’re cooking up."
"... You stole your roommate’s boyfriend and went to the movies with him, and you still dare to claim you know nothing?!" The girl glanced at Kenneth Osborne standing next to Lawrence Winters.
Such a handsome, dashing man standing right next to her, did they think others were blind not to know who she was?
Kenneth Osborne was slightly taken aback, "... I have a girlfriend? How come I don’t know about that?"
This was the main person openly denying the accusation.
The girl was stunned for a moment, reflexively asking, "...You don’t have a girlfriend? The whole school knows Molly Zimmerman is your girlfriend, and you dare say you don’t have one?!"
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